I thought it was about time I ventured up into the mountains and painted from the top. The Broken Back Range is part of my everyday view—its presence anchors me.

"Art is not the bread but the wine of life" - Jean Paul

I close my eyes and feel the warm sun on my back, the circling sound of the wind in the grass and the sweep of my brush. There is nothing more tranquil, peaceful and wildly free than being in the Australian bush and painting her splendor.

Having been successful in an application to attend La Macina di San Cresci residency, my family and I travelled to the beautiful and historic town of Greve in Chianti, 50km south of Florence, last year to spend a month at the artistic oasis. 

In Australia, there’s a saying: to blow one’s own trumpet. It means making self-congratulatory statements to raise your own ego or status. It’s generally frowned upon—seen as egotistical

My time at La Macina di San Cresci is coming to an end and as I reminisce on my special experience, I reflect upon my initial proposal which I sent in 2012.

I’ve been asked by Emma about residency life at La Macina Di San Cresci.

I’ve recently been told by my fellow San Cresci residents, Elena and Monique, that I often say, “Don’t be precious.” It’s funny how your little quirks get amplified when you’re out of your comfort zone.

My bags are packed and I’m counting down the hours until I return to my artistic and spiritual home: La Macina di San Cresci, an artist residency in Tuscany, Italy.